"Prosthetic Head" lyrics
"Prosthetic Head"
I see you down on the front line
Such a sight for sore eyes, you're a suicide makeover
Plastic eyes lookin' through a numbskull
Self-effaced, what's his face, you've erased yourself, so shut up
You don't let up
You have a growth that must be treated
Like a severed severe pain in my neck
You can smell it, but you can't see it
No explanation identified, 'cause
You don't know
You don't say that you got no reply
Hey you, where did you come from?
Got a head full of lead, you're an inbred bastard son
All dressed up, a red blooded a-mannequin
Do or die, no reply, don't deny that you're synthetic
You're pathetic
You have a growth that must be treated
Like a severed severe pain in the neck
You can smell it, but you can't see it
No explanation identified, 'cause
You don't know
You don't say that you got no reply
You don't know
You don't say that you got no reply
I see you down on the front line
Such a sight for sore eyes, you're a suicide makeover
You don't know
You don't say that you got no reply
You don't know
You don't say that you got no reply
Thanks to SpawnMK for correcting these lyrics.
Writer(s): Billie Joe Armstrong, Tre Cool, Mike Dirnt
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